<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:45:21.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy's Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'>"If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they're yours; if they don't they never were."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-116613833704310585</id><published>2006-12-14T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:18:57.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, i found the box of stuff i made after nolan i broke up.  it was filled with the presents, paintings, letters and poems he had sent/made me.  before i went to austin my mom was supposed to hide it so i could look at it at a later time when i was ready. however, when cleaning my room i realized she had put it in my closet.  so of course with my nature i got it out and started sorting through it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116613833704310585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=116613833704310585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/116613833704310585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/116613833704310585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-i-found-box-of-stuff-i-made-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-116589812556607623</id><published>2006-12-11T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:35:25.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know longer cry everydaymy heart no longer aches every second of the dayI can sleep through the night without dreaming of himso why do i still think of him everyday and wonder what he is doing?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116589812556607623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=116589812556607623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/116589812556607623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/116589812556607623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-longer-cry-everyday-my-heart-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-116166075612696685</id><published>2006-10-23T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:32:36.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's a plane and I am flying There's a mountain waiting for meOh these years have been so trying I don't know if I can use themAm I strong enough To be the oneWill I live to have some childrenMy sugar sweet Is so atainableThis behaviour so unexplainableThe days just slip and slide Like they always didThe trouble is my head Won't let me forgetI took one last good look around So many unusual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116166075612696685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=116166075612696685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/116166075612696685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/116166075612696685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/theres-plane-and-i-am-flying-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-115618479858261124</id><published>2006-08-21T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T13:26:47.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's morning time, wonder where you arewonder who you're talking towonder if the sun has risen where you areit's morning time, i miss your hands on my skinthis bed's too big without youoh god, what do i do?I'm a thousand miles away, and I'm lying next to you.The sun shines golden, and I feel like my cara little run down, a little beat up, maybe just a little greenmaybe it's my battery, maybe it's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115618479858261124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=115618479858261124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115618479858261124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115618479858261124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-morning-time-wonder-where-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-115500634895227516</id><published>2006-08-07T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:05:48.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is everything so frustrating?  I thought i got my life back together and then everything falls apart again.  I think that im over with nolan and then drive home from edmond bawling because im so upset.  I just want to be happy again. i want to be content.  everything is so frustrating.First kiss and the first time that I felt connected to anythingThe weight of water, the way you taught me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115500634895227516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=115500634895227516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115500634895227516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115500634895227516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-is-everything-so-frustrating-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-115429769558679875</id><published>2006-07-30T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T17:14:55.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im done with this shit.I am going to figure out myself and make ME happyfuck the bullshit i have been through the past year and a half</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115429769558679875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=115429769558679875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115429769558679875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115429769558679875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-done-with-this-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-115344067837010831</id><published>2006-07-20T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T19:11:18.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>will it ever get better?  Today i found out that i lost my job at home because I was going to be gone too long.  I have no friends and i feel like everyone hates me here.  I try to call to go do things with them but they never answer or they will say they will call me back and never do.  I have lost a job my bestfriend and my boyfriend in the span on 2 months. why is this happening?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115344067837010831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=115344067837010831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115344067837010831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115344067837010831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/will-it-ever-get-better-today-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-115263638017082850</id><published>2006-07-11T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T11:46:20.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So im sitting here judging this debate round and during prep time i went on facebook and started looking at my pictures.  well I have a lot of nolan and i and i almost broke down in the middle of the round.  I know I need to take them down but i cant bring myself to do it.  They are memories i dont wont to forget.  i miss him so much.  I dont want it to be over anymore.  I just want him to come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115263638017082850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=115263638017082850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115263638017082850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115263638017082850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-im-sitting-here-judging-this-debate.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-115248970820668728</id><published>2006-07-09T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T19:01:48.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, Im pretty much over the fact that nolan and I will never be.  however, I am lonely and by myself in Austin.  Im not trying to whine or be dramatic it just sucks not having a friend.  i work from 9 untill like 5 and then i just sit in my room and watch tv.  everyone here is like twice my age and i dunno I just cant seem to make any friends really.  I miss jana.  My mom is coming to visit me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115248970820668728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=115248970820668728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115248970820668728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115248970820668728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-im-pretty-much-over-fact-that-nolan.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-115237297465352815</id><published>2006-07-08T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T10:36:14.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so im back from my hole that i called a relationship.  so im sure you all know that nolan broke up with me.  Im dealing with it, the best i can.  however, Im in austin and have no one here with me so im lonely.  I guess your first love will always linger with you.  I need to get over this bullshit.  he wasnt good for me anyways.  I still cant get over the fact that i still care about him and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115237297465352815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=115237297465352815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115237297465352815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/115237297465352815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-so-im-back-from-my-hole-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-112869418498007309</id><published>2005-10-07T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T09:09:44.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have not updated in awhilethings that have happened-*I moved into my apartment with bon and stacy*I started college*I started college debate*Nolan and I are still doing awesome!thats all for now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112869418498007309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=112869418498007309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/112869418498007309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/112869418498007309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-not-updated-in-awhile-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-112224983433013511</id><published>2005-07-24T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T19:03:54.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just thought i would do a quick update.  I havent really been home alot lately so i havent updated.  I move into the apartment the 2nd week of august, im a little nervous about it.  i dont want to live in a party house so we will see how things go.   Stacy, Andy and I went and taught at cameron debate camp last week.  It was interesting to say the least...."Cause you can't jump the trackWe're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112224983433013511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=112224983433013511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/112224983433013511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/112224983433013511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-thought-i-would-do-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-112017463923131178</id><published>2005-06-30T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:37:19.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"This is the first day of my lifeI swear I was born right in the doorwayI went out in the rain suddenly everything changedThey're spreading blankets on the beachYours is the first face that I sawI think I was blind before I met youNow I don’t know where I am I don’t know where I’ve beenBut I know where I want to goAnd so I thought I’d let you knowThat these things take foreverI especially am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112017463923131178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=112017463923131178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/112017463923131178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/112017463923131178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-first-day-of-my-life-i-swear-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111933251119055672</id><published>2005-06-21T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:41:51.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And there was never any place For someone like me to be Totally happyI'm running out of clock and that Ain't a shockSome things never do changeNever do change "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111933251119055672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111933251119055672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111933251119055672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111933251119055672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-there-was-never-any-place-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111907567605541259</id><published>2005-06-18T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T01:21:16.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to be more activeany suggestions?ugh im so bored ALL THE TIME</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111907567605541259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111907567605541259' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111907567605541259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111907567605541259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-need-to-be-more-active-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111799464391874597</id><published>2005-06-05T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T13:04:03.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bonnie and Stacy moved into the apartment on tuesday.  Im moving into it in september and bonnie moves out.  confusing i know. quotes of the week:Stacy-"I want the sun dried tomato kind"Sarah-"Is that even a kind?"Stacy-"I dont know?"Nolan-"dont get me wrong i like sex, but sometimes i just want to talk"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111799464391874597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111799464391874597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111799464391874597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111799464391874597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/06/bonnie-and-stacy-moved-into-apartment.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111714023091952323</id><published>2005-05-26T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T15:43:50.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I  passed all my classes!yay no more high school!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111714023091952323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111714023091952323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111714023091952323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111714023091952323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-passed-all-my-classes-yay-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111705755644531942</id><published>2005-05-25T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T16:45:56.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And we're all so strong when nothing's wrongAnd the world is at our feetBut how small we are when our love is far awayAnd all you need is you"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111705755644531942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111705755644531942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111705755644531942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111705755644531942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-were-all-so-strong-when-nothings.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111691379762740837</id><published>2005-05-24T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:49:57.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i could potentially be really fucked.nothing i can do now just have to wait and deal with it when it comes.graduation was fun.  long, but fun.I want a monkey.correction: I NEED a monkey.I am writing about nothing so i can stall studying for my english finalIm incredibly stressed out/depressed today.3 more days and then im done with high school.hopefully.why am i writing in weird short sentences?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111691379762740837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111691379762740837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111691379762740837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111691379762740837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-could-potentially-be-really-fucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111645094791339942</id><published>2005-05-18T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:15:47.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so stressed out......1 more real day of school and then finalsgraduation saturdayfucking scary as hell</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111645094791339942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111645094791339942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111645094791339942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111645094791339942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-so-stressed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111593564781192219</id><published>2005-05-12T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T17:07:27.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have mono.And im fucking awesome.thats all."Our love was comfortableAnd so broken in"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111593564781192219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111593564781192219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111593564781192219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111593564781192219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-have-mono.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111568792543300338</id><published>2005-05-09T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:18:45.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things I need to do:Graduate high schoolenroll in collegehmm easier said then done. To graduate I have to pass my classes.  To enroll in college i have to get a new id because i lost mine.  simple enough right? well no because i have lost my birth certificate, which you have to have in order to get a license and i have to go to the health place on 10th street to get a new one.  the problem is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111568792543300338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111568792543300338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111568792543300338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111568792543300338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/things-i-need-to-do-graduate-high.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111557673732184425</id><published>2005-05-08T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:25:37.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, for the past 5 days i have had the virus from hell.  my throat was completely swollen shut for awhile.  it was horrible.  I have never been so sick in my life. i am getting better but i still feel a bit ill. this week has been great let me tell ya</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111557673732184425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111557673732184425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111557673732184425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111557673732184425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-for-past-5-days-i-have-had-virus.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111551894009676983</id><published>2005-05-07T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T21:22:20.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love can make you do incredibily stupid things.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111551894009676983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111551894009676983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111551894009676983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111551894009676983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-can-make-you-do-incredibily.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111517538814447094</id><published>2005-05-03T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:56:28.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so im going to approach things calmly and rationally.  I have to think things through.  just one question though.  What the hell did i do to deserve all this bullshit?  Im starting to think what someone told me a few months ago is true;  i do deserve all that comes to me.......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111517538814447094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111517538814447094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111517538814447094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111517538814447094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-im-going-to-approach-things-calmly.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111516054272173559</id><published>2005-05-03T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:49:02.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have never felt so humilated in all my life.  Its a small world we live in.  how random is it that nolans cheats on me once again and the girl he does it with just happens to be in my 2nd hour earth science class. huh what the fuck.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111516054272173559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111516054272173559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111516054272173559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111516054272173559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-have-never-felt-so-humilated-in-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111499217175587417</id><published>2005-05-01T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T19:02:51.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night was prom.  Well not really prom because we didnt go.  however, we did dress up and go to bahama breeze and then go to my house and drink.  It was really fun.  Hell must have frozen over because shareen and avery were getting along.  It was really weird.  I got so unbelievably drunk.  I didnt go to sleep untill like 7.  10 people were expected to crash at my house but only nolan ended </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111499217175587417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111499217175587417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111499217175587417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111499217175587417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-night-was-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111474883297345729</id><published>2005-04-28T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T23:27:12.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so bored and such a loserFIRSTS1. First best friend: Shara2. First love: hmmm i guess nolan3. First real kiss: this guy named cory4. First pet: patches5. First car: ford taurusLASTS1. Last cigarette: 2 hours ago2. Last kiss: wednsday3. Last good cry: sunday4. Last beverage drank: water5. Last food consumed:pepperoni grillRELATIONSHIPS1. Who is your best friend: probably stacy but shareen will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111474883297345729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111474883297345729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111474883297345729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111474883297345729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-so-bored-and-such-loser-firsts-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111466024421430752</id><published>2005-04-27T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T22:52:32.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24 days until graduation. Very scary. I feel like just yesterday I was a freshman attending Putnam city, and instead of figuring out my college situation my only worry was figuring out where I was going to debate camp. I decided this weekend that I did more exciting things as a freshman then I do now. Its very frustrating. Eric came home last week. I have mixed emotions on that front. I want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111466024421430752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111466024421430752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111466024421430752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111466024421430752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/24-days-until-graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111464343812010046</id><published>2005-04-27T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:10:38.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here. A little sympathy for you to waste on meI know you're faking it but that's okayAnd I don't want to drag it outDon't want to bring you downI never wanted it to end this wayEven if I wanted toI don't think that I'd get to youThere's nothing I can say to you to make you feel alive againHere. A little jealousyI hope you think of meHope you wonder where I sleep at nightCause I feel like I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111464343812010046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111464343812010046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111464343812010046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111464343812010046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/here.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111446596126073928</id><published>2005-04-25T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:56:12.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i need to stop looking at people xangas. i keep learning things that i dont want to know. damn it to hell.I got accepted to UCO today.  Exciting stuff.prom is this weekend.  we are partying at my house.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111446596126073928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111446596126073928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111446596126073928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111446596126073928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-i-need-to-stop-looking-at-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111438633283721171</id><published>2005-04-24T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T18:45:32.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"leave a message on your phonejust to find out you're not homekeeping up with you is something i could never doand i know something's wrong becauseyou've been gone too longa fucking waste of my time is all that you've becomeif i can't be the guy that you've always wanted me to beif i can't say the words that you always wanted me to sayif i fall in the end, will you be holding on to me?because you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111438633283721171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111438633283721171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111438633283721171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111438633283721171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/leave-message-on-your-phone-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111377390620357325</id><published>2005-04-17T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T16:38:26.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really need to get my priorties straight....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111377390620357325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111377390620357325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111377390620357325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111377390620357325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-really-need-to-get-my-priorties.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111362840203919289</id><published>2005-04-16T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T00:13:22.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last…movie you saw in theaters = Sin Citymovie you saw at home = First Daughter hahasong stuck in your head = some ridiculus backstreet boys song hahLast.. person you called = Philperson that's called you = Stacytv show you've watched = Viva la bamlast person you were thinking of= nolanDO... you have a crush on someone = yeah,you think about suicide = noyou believe in online dating =  i think its</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111362840203919289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111362840203919289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111362840203919289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111362840203919289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/lastmovie-you-saw-in-theaters-sin-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111361168350024209</id><published>2005-04-15T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:34:43.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I slept an hour and a half last night....good times</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111361168350024209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111361168350024209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111361168350024209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111361168350024209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-slept-hour-and-half-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111334224512620493</id><published>2005-04-12T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T16:44:05.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So we all know what we are going to do in the event of zombies taking over the world. (we being: bon,stacy, charli and I) we decided that we will inevitibly be at stacys house so we will live as long as we can off of the food she has in her kitchen, then we will kill ourselves. You would think we would have left it at that but no...we have a plan for how we would kill ourselves.  What is this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111334224512620493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111334224512620493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111334224512620493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111334224512620493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-we-all-know-what-we-are-going-to-do_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111326128898521138</id><published>2005-04-11T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:14:48.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"A better slumber was in your armsit's been tangled up in youA sudden morning crashed in the room with an uninvited sudden change in you .  What can I say? Where's that girl from last night that slept on that side and looked just like you? You can sleep in your own bed tonight, sleep away a silent pain screaming out my nameyou can sleep in your own bed tonighti hope for your sake you dont wake up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111326128898521138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111326128898521138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111326128898521138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111326128898521138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/better-slumber-was-in-your-arms-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111317735054078268</id><published>2005-04-10T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T18:55:50.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my weekendFriday-watched semis and finals at state.  Went to stacys and watched TV. Then went to eat with: nick,stacy,shareen,nolan,phil and andy.  I accidently sold my soul to nolan who then sold it to phil.  Long story. who knows where my soul is at this point.  after than stacy, andy, nolan and I went and played minature golf.  I lost miserably :(.  Nolan by the end of the night got really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111317735054078268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111317735054078268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111317735054078268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111317735054078268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-weekend-friday-watched-semis-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111317667807163487</id><published>2005-04-10T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T18:44:38.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>high school debate is over.  It is kinda surreal.  I realized today that im letting myself get walked all over.  i know that what im doing is only going to end up hurting me in the end but i cant help it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111317667807163487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111317667807163487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111317667807163487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111317667807163487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/high-school-debate-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111282732497648295</id><published>2005-04-06T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T17:42:04.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>state starts tomorrow.  The uco debate room has been transformed into our war room. I think andy casey is more excited for state then stacy and I.  Im tired, oh so very tired.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111282732497648295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111282732497648295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111282732497648295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111282732497648295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/state-starts-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111276101812857206</id><published>2005-04-05T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T23:31:10.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alonethe worst is over you can have the best of mewe got older but we're still young we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give upjumping to conclusions made me fall away from youI'm so glad that the truth has brought back togetherme and you we're sitting on the ground and we whisper "say what you're thinking out loud"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111276101812857206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111276101812857206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111276101812857206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111276101812857206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/tell-me-what-you-thought-about-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111258650986639802</id><published>2005-04-03T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T22:48:29.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>districts was a let down.  im sure everyone who reads this already knows what happend so i will spare the details.  i need sleep.  last night i went to the movies with nick,carson,nolan and phil and saw sin city. i actually really liked it.  we then went to nolans and hung out. i didnt go to sleep untill like 6 and then woke up at 11 went home and showered, and then went back to nolans to watch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111258650986639802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111258650986639802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111258650986639802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111258650986639802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/districts-was-let-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111204793867176228</id><published>2005-03-28T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:12:18.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i need to be doing debate workhowever, i am not.Westside is sending 3 teams to nats, which means that if stacy and i dont make it we are going to look like asses.the only scenerio in which we would be fucked is if we hit 2 heritage teams back to back in the early rounds.  Im not saying we cant beat them its just going to be a battle. im outtooo many blocks to be written</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111204793867176228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111204793867176228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111204793867176228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111204793867176228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-need-to-be-doing-debate-work-however.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111194825506641957</id><published>2005-03-27T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:30:55.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy easter!  this weekend was fun. friday night stacy, phil, andy and I hung out and did pretty much nothing.  We took andy to bryant haunted house but didnt get out because phil said people had been getting arrested there.  Saturday i went to my aunts open house for her new business and hung out with my mom.  I then went to stacy's and we hung out and then went to the movies and saw the ring 2</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111194825506641957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111194825506641957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111194825506641957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111194825506641957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-easter-this-weekend-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111163139416614565</id><published>2005-03-23T20:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:29:54.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phil and I at a party..we look soo excited haha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111163139416614565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111163139416614565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163139416614565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163139416614565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/phil-and-i-at-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111163136090061080</id><published>2005-03-23T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:29:20.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stacy,Me and jessica at camp sophmore year... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111163136090061080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111163136090061080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111163133466296314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111163133466296314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163133466296314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163133466296314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/dustin-and-i-from-nationals-sophmore.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111163129584887606</id><published>2005-03-23T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:28:15.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eric and I from the Christmas dance last year </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111163129584887606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111163129584887606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163129584887606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163129584887606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/eric-and-i-from-christmas-dance-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111163122060964388</id><published>2005-03-23T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:27:00.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me, bon, stacy and sarah at my birthday dinner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111163122060964388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111163122060964388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163122060964388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163122060964388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-bon-stacy-and-sarah-at-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111163109770207608</id><published>2005-03-23T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:24:57.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Phil, shareen and tyler at my birthday dinner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111163109770207608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111163109770207608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163109770207608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163109770207608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/phil-shareen-and-tyler-at-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111163140697799279</id><published>2005-03-23T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:30:06.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>districts is in a week......Amy and Stacy=stressed as fuckso what do we do?  watch the grudge and tan.oh we are so lazy its ridiculus.i cleaned out my car today, i was very proud of myself.oh and i got pulled over because my car matched the description of a car that was involved with a hit and run. that was excitingi watched dora the explorer this morning at stacy's.  I felt kinda pathetic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111163140697799279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111163140697799279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163140697799279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111163140697799279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/districts-is-in-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111145439133007672</id><published>2005-03-21T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T19:19:51.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a good day.  I definitly feel alot better now that im back in school. I just hate sitting around and dwelling on things.  I can wait to move after school is out.  I hate being so far away from everyone. last summer i was so depressed because i would seclude myself from everyone and just sit and wallow. I can not do that again.  Over spring break i started too feel like i did last summer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111145439133007672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111145439133007672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111145439133007672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111145439133007672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-was-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111137542360020598</id><published>2005-03-20T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:23:43.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I was sitting, waiting, wishing You believed in superstitionsThen maybe you would see the signsBut lord knows that this world is cruel And I ain’t the lord no I’m just a fool Learning loving somebody Don’t make them love youMust I always be waiting, waiting on you? Must I always be playing, playing your fool?I sang your songs I danced your dance I gave your friends all a chance But putting up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111137542360020598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111137542360020598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111137542360020598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111137542360020598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-was-sitting-waiting-wishing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111130510752155727</id><published>2005-03-20T01:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T01:52:31.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Cigarette: in my car on the way homeLast Alcoholic Drink: Thursday nightLast Car Ride: coming back from nicksLast Good Cry: umm last night on my way homeLast Library Book checked out: Alice in WonderlandLast Movie Seen in Theatres: Hotel RwandaLast Book Read: lord of the fliesLast Movie Rented: season 1 of niptuckLast Beverage Drank: lemonadeLast Food Consumed: noodles with butter and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111130510752155727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111130510752155727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111130510752155727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111130510752155727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-cigarette-in-my-car-on-way-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111122336681141176</id><published>2005-03-19T03:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T03:09:26.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its happening again....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111122336681141176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111122336681141176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111122336681141176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111122336681141176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-happening-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111118033683083156</id><published>2005-03-18T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T15:12:16.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>good and bad highlights of the past 24 hourstrying to get nolans car unlockedbonnie and i drinking an entire bottle of rum by ourselvesrealizing that i have to work at 11 the next morning after i drink the entire bottle of rumAshleigh explaining the correct way a doctor is supposed to grope yougoing to 711 TWICE with bonnie so she could get fritos and bean dip while drunkwatching aqua teen hunger</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111118033683083156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111118033683083156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111118033683083156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111118033683083156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-and-bad-highlights-of-past-24.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111095382437032880</id><published>2005-03-16T00:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T00:17:04.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im sick, it sucks. I just hope its not like the flu or something and i wont be sitting at home all spring break.  I dont want to sit and wallow.  oh well maybe i will be better tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111095382437032880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111095382437032880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111095382437032880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111095382437032880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-sick-it-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111086932241597208</id><published>2005-03-15T00:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T00:49:51.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"and if this is what it takes just to lie with my mistakesand live with what I did to youall the hell I put you throughI always catch the clock it's 11:11and now you want to talkit's not hard to dreamthey'll never hurt you like I dono they'll never hurt you like I do no, no, no no no no no no"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111086932241597208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111086932241597208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111086932241597208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111086932241597208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-if-this-is-what-it-takes-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111077950806648237</id><published>2005-03-13T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:51:48.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does anyone even read this?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111077950806648237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111077950806648237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111077950806648237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111077950806648237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/does-anyone-even-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111077735842875445</id><published>2005-03-13T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:15:58.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohhh spring break is getting off to a good start.  Shareen and I have decided that tomorrow we are going to drink alllll day long.  Im not sure if we are going to make it but we will see.  I am supposed to go see hitch with ashleigh at like 10 so will see how that works out haha.  I really cant ditch her but i dont know how im going to make it to the movies if i've been drinking all day long.  Oh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111077735842875445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111077735842875445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111077735842875445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111077735842875445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohhh-spring-break-is-getting-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111075292889403464</id><published>2005-03-13T16:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T16:28:48.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stacy and i got 3rd at regionals....good times.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111075292889403464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111075292889403464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111075292889403464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111075292889403464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/stacy-and-i-got-3rd-at-regionals.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111033545103190285</id><published>2005-03-08T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:30:51.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have got to stop acting ridiculus in awkward situations.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111033545103190285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111033545103190285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111033545103190285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111033545103190285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-have-got-to-stop-acting-ridiculus-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111033494339662464</id><published>2005-03-08T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:22:23.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Who knows what could happen. Do what you do, just keep on laughing One thing's true, there's always a brand new day"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111033494339662464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111033494339662464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111033494339662464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111033494339662464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/who-knows-what-could-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111024951883878410</id><published>2005-03-07T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:38:38.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"You're the only thing that I love, Scares me more every day. On my knees I think clearer.  Goodness knows I saw it coming, Or at least I'll claim I did. But in truth I'm lost for words " Snow Patrol- chocolate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111024951883878410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111024951883878410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111024951883878410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111024951883878410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/youre-only-thing-that-i-love-scares-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111015480367959516</id><published>2005-03-06T18:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T18:20:03.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm what an uneventful sunday. eh no surprise there. Last night i had a lot of fun. I babysat Alexa and phil and stacy hung out with us. we went to put-around and played minature golf it was soo much fun. I saw my ex-boyfriend from like freshman year, rex. It was kinda weird but amusing. ok so i want a job now. I just wish i didnt have to look for one. I need something to take up my time so i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111015480367959516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111015480367959516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111015480367959516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111015480367959516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/hmmm-what-uneventful-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111009411159151825</id><published>2005-03-06T01:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T01:28:31.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Those notes you wrote me I've kept them all, I've given a lot of thought of how to write you back this fall. With every single letter in every single word There will be a hidden message about a boy that loves a girl Do you care if i don't know what to say Will you sleep tonight or will you think of me, Will i shake this off, pretend its all okay that there's someone out there who feels just like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111009411159151825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111009411159151825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111009411159151825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111009411159151825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/those-notes-you-wrote-me-ive-kept-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-111000329098891291</id><published>2005-03-05T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T00:14:50.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight was alright.  I went to stacys after school and we hung out for awhile and then phil came by and shareen, phil and i went up to jamba juice.  That was kinda awkward.  I mean not in a really noticable way, but it was just kinda strange for me.  Nolan didnt say two words to me the whole time and so i dont know whatever.  after fighting over where we should eat stacy decides it would be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111000329098891291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=111000329098891291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111000329098891291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/111000329098891291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/tonight-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110990713816920863</id><published>2005-03-03T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:32:18.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had an alright day  i suppose.  It was much better than i thought it would be considering the recent events. I only cried twice haha.  We went to the mall for an "on your own" seminar for all the senior girls at memorial, it was disturbing to say the least lol.  It was fun and even though i was convinced i wouldnt, i learned a few new things.  I got my hair cut today. i cut it all off, I hate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110990713816920863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110990713816920863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110990713816920863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110990713816920863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-had-alright-day-i-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110982720620585329</id><published>2005-03-02T23:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T23:20:06.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have never experienced a feeling of this magnitude. I am so incredibly heartbroken. I've watched people go through this and never understood their pain untill now.  It hurts so bad.  I feel like i have nothing.  I never knew something as amazing as love could hurt so badly.  Im so jaded, im 18 and before i could even taste the sweetness of being in love it is ripped away from me.  whats worse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110982720620585329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110982720620585329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110982720620585329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110982720620585329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-have-never-experienced-feeling-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110973619791178510</id><published>2005-03-01T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T22:03:59.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think there is seriously something wrong with me. Why cant i keep a relationship? am i seriously that crazy i dont get it. dammnit i wish i could read peoples minds and understand how they feel and think. Well, maybe i wouldnt have to  wish that if people would fucking communicate with me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110973619791178510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110973619791178510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110973619791178510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110973619791178510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-think-there-is-seriously-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110963556269287024</id><published>2005-02-28T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T18:07:41.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"she prays for days that boys mean she's protected. and she wants someone to see her, she needs to hear she's beautiful, she's beautiful "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110963556269287024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110963556269287024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110963556269287024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110963556269287024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/she-prays-for-days-that-boys-mean-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110955352871741678</id><published>2005-02-27T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T19:18:48.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eh, im having a bad weekend.  I had a few realizations yesterday that kinda scare me.  Im so confused right now, damn.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110955352871741678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110955352871741678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110955352871741678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110955352871741678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/eh-im-having-bad-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110913401609213195</id><published>2005-02-22T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T15:50:34.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what would you say if i asked you not to go? to forget everyone, forget everything and start over with me. would you take my hand and never let me go. promise me you'll never let me go, and the stars aren't out tonight, but neither are we to look up at them. why does hello feel like goodbye? these memories can't replace, these wishes i wished and these dreams i chased. take this broken heart and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110913401609213195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110913401609213195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110913401609213195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110913401609213195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-would-you-say-if-i-asked-you-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110913344552051170</id><published>2005-02-22T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T22:37:25.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im really ridiculus.  so what do u do when you know that what you are doing is probably not the best idea, yet you do it anyways?  So Nolan and i are dating again.  I mean i dont really know what we are doing.  We havent really talked about it but i mean ya know.  damn things are confusing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110913344552051170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110913344552051170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110913344552051170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110913344552051170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-really-ridiculus.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110853289923578350</id><published>2005-02-15T23:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T23:48:19.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so nolan came over tonight and we talked for like 2 hours.  I feel so much better now.  We talked about everything and formed a foundation for a friendship.  things are falling back into place....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110853289923578350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110853289923578350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110853289923578350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110853289923578350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-nolan-came-over-tonight-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110805168948551681</id><published>2005-02-10T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:08:09.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a bad day Don't talk to me Gonna ride this out My little black heart Breaks apart With your big mouth And I'm sick of My sickness Dont touch me You'll get this I'm useless Lazy, perverted And you hate me You can't save me You can't change me Well I'm waiting for my wake up call And everything Everything's my fault Went to the doctor And I asked her To make this stop (whoa) Got medication A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110805168948551681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110805168948551681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110805168948551681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110805168948551681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/had-bad-day-dont-talk-to-me-gonna-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110790605490969764</id><published>2005-02-08T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T10:05:29.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so after finding out the following: that stephen cheated on charli, avery cheated on bonnie and that Nolan cheated on Me. We have decided to form a coalition of angry ex girlfriends, phillip is the secretary because he is the only good male left. Our first task is too get a whole bunch of electronics and put it in a pile and smash the shit out of it, office space style. All jokes aside i feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110790605490969764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110790605490969764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110790605490969764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110790605490969764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-after-finding-out-following-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110713885672619567</id><published>2005-01-30T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:34:16.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"They say time will Make all this go away But it's time that has taken my tomorrows And turned them into yesterdays And once again that rising sun Is droppin' on down And once again you my friend Are nowhere to be found And it's so hard to do And so easy to say But sometimes Sometimes you just have to walk away Walk away And head for the door You just walk away Walk away" =Ben </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110713885672619567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110713885672619567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110713885672619567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110713885672619567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/they-say-time-will-make-all-this-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110712599079323047</id><published>2005-01-30T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T16:59:50.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll sing it one last time for you Then we really have to go You've been the only thing that's right In all I've done And I can barely look at you But every single time I do I know we'll make it anywhere Away from here Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear Louder, louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110712599079323047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110712599079323047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110712599079323047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110712599079323047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/ill-sing-it-one-last-time-for-you-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110693036786196857</id><published>2005-01-28T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:39:27.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>senior regret-not going to class moresenior quote-"i feel like lucy in the sky with diamonds"- jordan folkssenior confession-I admit, i was the kid from north who turned bryan and rosie in....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110693036786196857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110693036786196857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110693036786196857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110693036786196857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/senior-regret-not-going-to-class-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110671370593603238</id><published>2005-01-25T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T22:28:25.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothing remotely interesting happened today.thats allamy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110671370593603238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110671370593603238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110671370593603238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110671370593603238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/nothing-remotely-interesting-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110662922066180671</id><published>2005-01-24T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:15:26.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So last week at my counseling session we decided that we should start winding down my treatment.  That kinda scares me a little bit. I Feel as though going to see rohanne for the past like 7 months is the only thing that has been holding me together.  I havent been taking  my anti-deppressents, to tell you the truth i never even started taking them.  I really cant pin point a reason why. i dont </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110662922066180671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110662922066180671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110662922066180671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110662922066180671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-last-week-at-my-counseling-session.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110662173458929368</id><published>2005-01-24T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:55:34.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man there are some really naive people in this world...cough cough oh wow...im so glad im not the puppet on a string.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110662173458929368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110662173458929368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110662173458929368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110662173458929368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/man-there-are-some-really-naive-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110652917378099875</id><published>2005-01-23T19:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T19:12:53.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whew, what a boring day.  thats not unusual for a sunday for me though.  I always sit at home and do nothing on sundays. Im not really sure why i just always have.  last night i had a lot of fun.  I went over to bonnies at like 6 and we searched my car for change and then went with phil to albertsons to cash it all in.  I got 13 dollars! it was awesome.  after that we went back to andy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110652917378099875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110652917378099875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110652917378099875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110652917378099875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/whew-what-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-110642261235079007</id><published>2005-01-22T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T13:36:52.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>excuse me for being irrational but im having a fucking shitty ass month.  Im competely drained of all energy.  I have lost my best friend and she doesnt even give  a shit.  So i text shareen yesterday to tell her that if she wants to know why i cant be her friend to read my blog.  I decided after i text messaged her i wouldnt read her reply beacuse i knew it would either A. be her trying to start</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110642261235079007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=110642261235079007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110642261235079007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/110642261235079007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/01/excuse-me-for-being-irrational-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-109073381355858611</id><published>2004-07-25T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T00:36:53.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everytime they put her down, she makes a fist and the tears roll down  She packs her bags and plans to run away  She's saying goodbye and leaving tonight  She's used up all her lonely tear drops now She thinks about herself and cares about nobody else because the only friends she has all put her down</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/109073381355858611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=109073381355858611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/109073381355858611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/109073381355858611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/07/everytime-they-put-her-down-she-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-109035124976115064</id><published>2004-07-20T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T14:20:49.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i havent posted in awhile.  I should probably get around to doing that, but for now im to lazy to do so. Things have been boring and non-productive.  I miss the summer of 2003  that was a freaking blast.  Oh well life goes on.   highlights so far from the summer-Bonnie and Avery dating-Eric, nolan and avery getting a house-The big fork nolan uses to beat people up with-the story about how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/109035124976115064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=109035124976115064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/109035124976115064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/109035124976115064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-havent-posted-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108968129825988199</id><published>2004-07-12T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T20:14:58.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so miserable</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108968129825988199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108968129825988199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108968129825988199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108968129825988199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-so-miserable.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108925570839541057</id><published>2004-07-07T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T14:16:51.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am: AmyI love: attentionI hate: ignorant peopleI fear: being aloneI hear: the tv in the backgroundI crave: a friendI regret: bad choicesI cry: about everythingI care: about few thingsI always: worryI believe: i don't know what i believe sometimesI listen: to everythingI hide: my feelingsI drive: toyota camryI sing: when no one can hear meI write: when i have toI run: again, when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108925570839541057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108925570839541057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108925570839541057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108925570839541057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-am-amy-i-love-attention-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108909534948966253</id><published>2004-07-06T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T22:02:17.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And they rise in the morning And they sleep in the dark And even though nobody's looking She's falling apart"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108909534948966253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108909534948966253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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watched her make the same mistakes again. What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. That's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108873980175758938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108873980175758938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108873980175758938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108873980175758938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-couldnt-tell-you-why-she-felt-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108805794480999908</id><published>2004-06-24T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T01:19:25.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to make a amyIngredients:5 parts intelligence1 part humour5 parts joyMethod:Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Top it off with a sprinkle of lovability and enjoy!Username:Personality cocktailFrom Go-Quiz.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108805794480999908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108805794480999908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108805794480999908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108805794480999908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/06/how-to-make-amy-ingredients-5-parts.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108535504588656158</id><published>2004-05-23T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T18:30:45.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like complete and utter shit.  I havent slept in 32 hours.  My body is sooo tired but i just cant sleep.  I cant study for my finals because i feel so crumy.  all is not well.....egh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108535504588656158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108535504588656158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108535504588656158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108535504588656158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-feel-like-complete-and-utter-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108493510501375428</id><published>2004-05-18T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T21:51:45.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. First Name: Amy2. Were you named after anyone?: kinda3. Do you wish on stars?: occasionaly4. Which finger is your favorite?: Index5. When did you last cry?: last week sometime6. Do you like your handwriting?: not so much7. Any bad habits?: im very non-confrontational and lazy8 . What is your most embarrassing CD on your shelf?: britney spears9 . If you were another person, would you be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108493510501375428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108493510501375428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108493510501375428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108493510501375428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/1_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108493469871976086</id><published>2004-05-18T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T21:44:58.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it amazes me how much we learn in school/life and just dismiss it and never use it again after that. Like today for example i spent all afternoon making a 3D star for one of my classes.  It was a nightmare. Glue was everywhere and all my pieces were cut all funny. funny how i learned how to cut and paste in kindergarden and didnt have trouble with it then yet at 17 years old it was like rocket </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108493469871976086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108493469871976086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108493469871976086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108493469871976086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/it-amazes-me-how-much-we-learn-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108472943713360709</id><published>2004-05-16T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T12:43:57.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't know what I was looking for when I went home, I found me alone And sometimes I need someone to say, "You'll be all right. What's on your mind?" But the water's shallow here and I am full of fear- yellowcard</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108472943713360709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108472943713360709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108472943713360709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108472943713360709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/dont-know-what-i-was-looking-for-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108440531240086895</id><published>2004-05-12T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T18:41:52.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>party, yes? drugs, yes?  ive decided to stop being the sober one.  I mean i dont have an addictive personality so what harm can it do? hahahhaha yes yes yes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108440531240086895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108440531240086895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108440531240086895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108440531240086895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/party-yes-drugs-yes-ive-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108424381666183786</id><published>2004-05-10T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T21:50:16.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have no life....i am officially a loserName On Birth Certificate: Amy Michelle LewisNicknames: i dont really have one..Age:17Birthday: november 22 86School: edmond memorialLocation: OkcColor of eyes: brownColor hair? brownHeight:  5"9Shoe Size:  9Brothers/Sisters: 1 sister Who lives with you: mom and dadWhen's ur bedtime?: random timesHave you? Have you ever been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108424381666183786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108424381666183786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108424381666183786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108424381666183786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108415429789356676</id><published>2004-05-09T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T21:05:38.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok so last night i realized that is it absoultely impossible for me to express how i feel.  i was having  an argument with shareen and all the things i needed and wanted to say just left me and i was left there looking like an idiot.  I need a lesson on how to be more assertive and confrontational. hmmmmm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108415429789356676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108415429789356676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108415429789356676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108415429789356676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok-so-last-night-i-realized-that-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964404.post-108415398212480694</id><published>2004-05-09T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T20:53:02.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*note to self: dont text message people while intoxicated*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108415398212480694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5964404&amp;postID=108415398212480694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108415398212480694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964404/posts/default/108415398212480694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anintroductiontomythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/05/note-to-self-dont-text-message-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200529903251313411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
